Lu Hanjiang's answer made Huo Yunqi completely stunned, and then a burst of self-deprecating laughter came out of his mouth uncontrollably.

Huo Yunqi covered his face, but he couldn't shed a single tear, he suddenly felt that all this was so ridiculous, is it really the will of heaven, the retribution of the Huo family fell in a way that he couldn't imagine at all.

He, an outsider from beginning to end, was still excluded from everything at the last moment.

Even if he could hear the slightest resentful speech from Lu Hanjiang's mouth, Huo Yunqi might not be so uncomfortable, but what made him feel the most sad was not the hatred that was different from Dai Tian, but this complete disregard.

Until this moment, he finally understood that Jinyiwei had never come to the Huo family, and it was just an accident that the Huo family would fall into such a situation as today.

The disaster of the pond fish - when Jinyiwei and Xuantian taught the law, where could they take care of the ants under their feet, just like the Liujia Village that was guilty of the crime back then, and today's Huo family has also become a poor worm who was innocently sacrificed.

Huo Yunqi, who was crying and laughing, was like a madman, Lu Hanjiang didn't stay here for long, but he didn't come to play with people's mentality this time.

"Jinyi Wei is eyeing the Huo family, just for this secret method of forging swords, but the reason for the Xuantian Sect is a little complicated, in general, it is because of one person, a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect, Tianquan."

Before leaving, Lu Hanjiang said something to Huo Yunqi, his core argument was only one, all the troubles of the Huo family could be attributed to this person, he didn't hide his thoughts at all, he just wanted Huo Yunqi to hold high the banner of hatred and kill him.

Lu Hanjiang didn't wait for Huo Yunqi's answer, he was only responsible for telling Huo Yunqi the "truth", as for how the other party chooses, it's none of his business.

In order to ensure that the other party would not find the wrong enemy in the future, Lu Hanjiang very intimately explained the origin of the Holy Maiden of the Xuantian Sect to the other party.

And his words are not completely exonerating Jinyiwei, the Thousand Faces Dharma King will target the Huo family, and he does have a lot of connections with Qian Xiaoxiao.

On the one hand, the Thousand Faces Dharma King and Yue Lifeng have a grudge, and on the other hand, Qian Xiaoxiao's merciless pursuit and killing also made the other party very annoyed.

Although the Thousand Faces Dharma King couldn't kill Qian Xiaoxiao, he would definitely not let Tianquan feel better, as the person who provided the other party with the antidote to the Heavenly Poison Crying Heart, he knew too well the weakest place in this holy woman's heart.

Therefore, the Thousand Faces Dharma King slaughtered the Huo family actually had two considerations, disgusting Jinyi Wei was one thing, and finding a way to kill Tianquan was another.

Under the mask of the Thousand Faces Dharma King, there is this guy Gongsun Huan, compared to a fierce tiger like the Youyun Dharma King, he is more like a spider by nature.

Rather than slapping the prey to death, he prefers to watch the other party fall into the game and be tortured to death little by little, Gongsun Huan's way to deal with Tianquan is to splash dirty water.

Or it can be said that in order to expose the truth, Qian Xiaoxiao's crimes have been exhausted, and Gongsun Huan is just pouring more oil on the fire.

He plans to make things big little by little, a family blood feud is small, and the life and death of a hundred families can make people irreversible, when these blood feuds back, not only Qian Xiaoxiao will be finished, but she will not be able to escape the Tianquan that is closely related to her, and even take a ruined interest.

Gongsun Huan's slaughter of the Huo family was out of such thoughts, and from the side, he was indeed not targeting Huo Yunqi himself, after all, if you want people to be targeted, you must first make people visible.

For Gongsun Huan, the little Huo family is not worth his attention at all, he didn't even have the idea of playing with this group of people, and he killed them all.

It was not pleasant to be trampled on by people as ants, so even though he knew that there was a problem with the logic, Huo Yunqi still followed the guidance of Lu Hanjiang and hated Tianquan in his heart.

This is very unreasonable, after all, it was the Thousand Faces Dharma King who started to slaughter the Huo family, but this unwarranted disaster destroyed everything Huo Yunqi, and he could no longer face all this with a peaceful mind.

In his eyes, these chess players who are high up and don't care about life and death are all murderers, including Qian Xiaoxiao, the holy woman who slaughtered the three families in the Eastern Capital, including the Thousand-Faced Dharma King who has no one in his eyes, as well as Tianquan and Jinyiwei, as well as the Yue Lifeng of this carefree faction.

Abandoned by the world, he seems to have found a goal to work hard again, Huo Yunqi has never returned to the city since this day, he has been staying in this grave, in the dead of night, the woodcutter passing by seems to be able to hear him talking to the tombstone.

The news that the head of the Huo family was crazy spread far and wide, and soon this cemetery became a place for the people of the Eastern Capital to avoid.

But Huo Yunqi is actually very sober, and he is not talking to himself.

On this day, when the sun had not yet risen, Huo Yunqi burned a pot of paper money for his young friend Ah Qi, and when he turned around, he saw that kind and familiar face.

I saw the old monk sitting cross-legged on the side, his hands folded, and his mouth reciting the mantra of death, surpassing the tragic death of the dead here.

"Master, you have been here for seven days, and now that this sutra has been copied and the mantra has been recited, you should also go." Huo Yunqi said, not to drive people, but that he was also leaving.

"Amitabha."

The old monk recited the Buddha's verses and said with a smile: "The poor monk walks the rivers and lakes, and he doesn't dare to talk about Pudu sentient beings, but he also doesn't want to see people go astray. ”

This old monk is a high monk in the North Shaolin, the law name Lingwu, is a well-known living Buddha in the rivers and lakes, and is now quite pointed at the master of no return, the reputation of the Lingwu monk is as solid as a golden stone.

What makes people laugh and cry is that the Lingwu monk is actually the only one who took over the Huo family's heroic post, but unfortunately, the other party came too late, and everything was too late.

After inquiring about the destruction of the Huo family, the Lingwu monk sighed that the world is impermanent, and he took the initiative to come to this tomb to spend time for the victims of the Huo family, Huo Yunqi respected this monk very much.

But even so, Huo Yunqi had no intention of letting it go, he shook his head and said: "The master doesn't need to persuade anymore, the junior has made up his mind, so don't let it go." ”

"Dare to ask the donor where he wants to go?" The Lingwu monk got up and stopped Huo Yunqi.

Huo Yun paused for a moment, but he also said frankly: "The younger generation was trapped in the art of sword casting in his early years, and he was busy with the family business of the mountain villa day and night, and abandoned his martial arts, and now he plans to go to all the masters to learn the arts. ”

Huo Yunqi is not stunned, although he has a desire for revenge, but after all, his martial arts are too low, far from being the opponent of this group of people, even if it is against the weakest Tianquan, he has a weak heart, and it is not his style to send him to death in vain.

The Lingwu monk sighed: "When is the time for retribution, why don't the donor listen to the poor monk, put down the butcher's knife, save others, and save yourself." ”

Huo Yunqi smiled slightly, but there was no wave in his eyes, he said softly: "Master Fang is outside, how can I understand the suffering of this red dust, my heart is full of hatred, how can I put this butcher knife." ”

After saying that, Huo Yunqi turned around and left, and after walking out for a while, he heard the Lingwu monk say: "Amitabha, since the donor has the heart to learn martial arts, why should he be willing to seek the near and far. ”

Huo Yunqi was stunned, he turned his head and frowned: "The juniors don't dare to speculate, but the master's intention is to guide the juniors to study in the Shaolin Temple?" ”

Master Lingwu stepped forward slowly, and said in a calm tone: "Although the poor monk is not skilled in martial arts, he is familiar with the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin. ”

Huo Yunqi was silent for a moment and said, "Master knows that the younger generation practices martial arts for revenge. ”

"Yes." Master Lingwu's tone was indifferent.

"When is the time for the master to retribution for injustice, and in that case, why do you want to help the abuse at this moment?" Huo Yunqi asked.

On the thin face of the Lingwu Master, his gentle eyes were as calm as water, and he said gently: "Shaolin is not a master, it is not just a fist, a foot and a stick, martial arts cultivation is the cultivation of the heart, if the donor wants to achieve martial arts, he can no longer be obsessed with blood hatred and family hatred." ”

Huo Yunqi raised his head and asked very seriously: "But master, what if the younger generation is still not quiet and the hatred is still the same after practicing martial arts?" ”

Master Lingwu smiled and said, "That's the incompetence of the poor monk as a master. ”

The dazzling morning sun gently shone on the earth, and in a trance, the Lingwu Master looked like a Buddha, and his not tall figure seemed to be incomparably majestic at this moment.

The old monk's kind gaze was so pure that there was no trace of filth, almost like a lotus flower that was independent in the world, and the clear pupils were like a mirror, reflecting the distorted and unwilling soul on Huo Yunqi's body, but eager for redemption.

A red sun rose from the sky, and the young man was silent for a long time, slowly knelt in front of the old monk, and respectfully kowtowed three heads: "Disciple to meet Master." ”

(End of chapter)